A/N: Nyo!UkrainexCanada. As in male!Ukrainexmale!Canada. It's not that I have anything against fem!Ukraine. I don't. She's probably one of the cutest characters I've ever seen (right under Fluttershy). It's just that I love male!Ukraine better. And I don't think this pairing gets enough attention. Like a lot of other pairings.
Like the rest of my stories, this most likely will never get finished, but I hope I can at least get it started enough until my muse leaves me.

Names! male!Ukraine = Edik Braginski. Same last name as Natalia and Ivan. I don't like giving them diffrent yet similar surnames when they are related, thus same surename.

Ismael = Cuba

This is written as sarcasm, ere go all the 'fuck's.

So, I don't own Hetalia. Though I do own the laptop used to type this.

I hope you enjoy this as much as I did while typing it!

Yes, because apparently, everything in his life had to go wrong. Never once could he catch a freaking break! And you know why? Well, Matthew didn't really know why. He just assumed it was because he had an incredible amount of bad luck and that Fate just liked to use him as a stress reliever.

Either way, Matthew just knew that life could never ever be easy for him. His uncanny ability to turn invisible, his wispy voice, his somewhat lack of muscle and upper-body strength, and the icing on the top, his sexuality.

Because nothing about him could be normal. Of course. Why not make the 'ghost-freak' gay? Why the hell not?

And the worst part? The one person he actually has a crush on, has the most terrifying little siblings on the face of the planet. Literally.

But other than them, Edik was the most wonderful person ever.

He was tall and strong, and soft-spoken. His voice, when he talked, was the sweetest thing Matthew had (and probably ever will) heard. His hair was a soft platinum colour and his eyes were a deep gold with flecks of violet. Er, not that Matthew was stalking him or anything. He was just observant. Honest.

But of course, just like he was invisible to most of the student body, Matthew was invisible to Edik as well.

So Matthew sighed as he held his head in his hand, gazing across the classroom at Edik while he scribbled answers down on a piece of paper. The way his tongue stuck out at the corner of his mouth, just a tad, the way his eyes scrunched up just the tiniest bit – Oh! it was too cute!

Matthew looked away at his own paper. There was nothing on it. …If you exclude the poorly drawn hearts and kissy faces he had been doodling for the past hour. Fuck.

He took out a new piece and got to work on the assignment that was due in a good ten minutes.

Lunch rolled around faster than he anticipated and Matthew found himself stuck between a sleeping twin and a brooding Cuban.

"What did Al do this time, Ismael?" Matthew asked as he ate.

Ismael sigh in annoyance and glared at the sleeping blond next to Matthew. "What didn't he do?" Ismael chuckled. "That idiot was just being his old stupid self."

Matthew nodded and gave a small laugh. "That sounds like Al. Idiotic and stupid."

After a few minutes, Ismael shifted the conversation to Edik. "So, have you talked to him yet?"

Matthew nearly spit his water out. "E-Eh… No." He gave a sheepish smile and shook his head. "I-I kinda got distracted by… um, looking at him."

Ismael chuckled. "Sounds like Matthew. Dude, you need to get your priorities straight. No pun intended. If you ask him out and he says yes, you can look at him all you want and it won't be creepy if you get caught."

Matthew blushed, but nodded all the same. "I know. I just… Ivan is terrifying and Natalia doesn't like it when people try to get close to her brothers."

The Cuban agreed. "She is bat-shit psycho, I'll give you that. But you gotta ignore her. She doesn't even go to this school. She's in, like, elementary right now."

"Eighth grade, actually. And we're Juniors so we'd have at least one year with her in the same school. And I don't want that. Ivan is terror enough."

Ismael sighed again. "Well, if you're just going to pussy out of all your chances, I'm not going to help you, so never mind." And he finished his lunch before the bell rang.

The last class of the day was American History and just because the teacher probably hated him, he was seated next to Edik.

That class always made Matthew nervous. His hands would shake, his palms would sweat, and his heart would twitch longingly, yet he could never allow himself to talk to Edik. His poor heart would probably give out if he did. …Way to sound sappy. Eh.

But wait, what is that? Is that Fate calling out to him? What did she say? She wants Matthew to partner up with Edik for a history project? Oh fuck.

Once the bell for class rang, the teacher began spouting out nonsense about some new project she wanted them to complete. "You'll need to write a two page paper, make a diorama, and make a reenactment of something from the chapter I assign you."

The class groaned. Urgh, work. In school. Who woulda thought?

"I've already paired you up," she waited for the next collective groan to pass, "so before the class if up, come up to my desk to find out who you're with."

Then she continued with the day's lesson on the Great War, talking adamantly as she went through a PowerPoint presentation.

At the end of class, with his heart pounding, Matthew went up to her desk, hands kneading at the side.

"Oh, Mr. Williams. You're with Edik Braginski. You were the odd group with only two – I hope you don't mind."

"N-Not at all, ma'am. Thank you."

Double fuck.

Now with his heart pounding ten-fold, Matthew sat back down and glanced at Edik. He was finishing up his notes, cleaning them up and putting them away and was making to get up, when Matthew said in his wispy voice of his, "W-We're paired up."

Edik didn't catch it though so Matthew said again, a tiny bit louder, "W-We're paired up, Edik."

At the sound of his name, Edik looked next to him at the blond he swore was not there before. "Oh. Hello. You said we were partnered up?"

Matthew nodded, not trusting his voice anymore.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Edik." His soft voice was so velvety Matthew could just – oh, never mind. This is a school setting.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Matthew replied, "I-I'm Matthew."

Well, there goes the introductions.